I'm in a depressed mood right now.
"What's the point?"
By that I mean why bother getting up and doing things for a day.
Why bother getting up,just to do the same old routine.
You get up.You go out.You 'have fun'.You come home.You sleep.
Same old routine.
Wait? what was that I just wrote?
Sorry,that is my brain at 2am,without the comfort of sleep.
.. .. .. ..
Mia,I am still waiting on that oneshot you're gonna write for me.
In case you've been living under a rock for the past few months,you'll know that I am mentally dating Gerard in the Revenge era.Because he looked sexy as fuck back then (and yes,he still does.but in the Revenge era,he was single.As am I for the past 13 years of my life,bearing in mind i'm 13 now.)
Anyway,we have gotten to the SERIOUS STAGE in our relationship.
We have been shipped together.
I took a ''sneaky'' look at your fave authors and found out...
I AM ON DA LIST.
She has also added my oneshot I wrote for her to her fave fics.
picks up da magic scroll and reads it
You have been promoted to Level Two Ficwaddian to a level three.
Congratu-fucking-lations,you loser with no life.
Though,lets face it.
Most of us here,have no social life.
Sorry if that was a little offensive..
huddles into the nearest corner and cries while eating a packet of crisps,moping of my pathetic little social life.Oh wait I don't have one
Where are my Oinks crisps?
GERARD WHERE DID YOU PUT THE FUCKING CRI--
Oh,there they are!
munches on da food happily while refreshing the review page a thousand times,hoping for a small speck of a new review so I can have human interaction